It was a beautiful day in Cape Town. So I went to Kristen bosh Garden for a walk. I started walking happily in the fresh air under the lovely sunshine. No one and no sigh around there but a path which was well paved and there was no fork. I just walked along the path. It was getting narrow and shadowy but I kept walking. It was getting steeper and steeper but I kept walking. I found four wooden ladders at the end of the path. That made me think a little, “Hmm, odd” but I kept going. After the ladder, all of sudden the path ended. That made me think more, “Weird, but there was no intersection before” so I kept going. Climbing up a lot of rocks in the narrow valley for a while, I hit the path again. Following the path for some time, I finally found the sign. That was the moment I realized I had been actually hiking Skelton Gorges. This means my leisurely easy walk turned out to be four hours hiking up to Table Mountain. Oh well, my life had full of unexpected things. I was so surprised when I saw the dark brown color lake surrounded by white sand at the top of mountain. A lot of ripples on the surface of the lake made by unbelievably strong wind and it surely was a surrealistic scenery. I came down another route from there. Over all, it was a good hiking but it was made by an accident. It was too late to know that I should have brought some snacks and drinks in my daypack. Also it was too late to know that some male hikers were mugged there just before that day.